Queen Flower

Jiang Lan found Yan Zhan in an inconspicuous place.

This is the place where they often practice martial arts. Usually no one comes here. There is a small open place, and there are many broken rocks in the past. There are large and small, as big as mountain buns, as small as rice grains, and the terrain is very uneven. But between the gravel, there is a small stream, the water is very clear. creek.

Yan Zhan was sitting on a large rock, his black cloak was thrown aside, his upper body was naked/naked, and he was wearing only a pair of black trousers.

Jiang Lan approached, only to find that his body was wet and his hair was dripping with water. He wiped it with a cloth and threw it aside.

This is a masculine body, tall and sturdy, stronger than ordinary warriors, with a uniform dark bronze color on the half body. The shallow scar marks exude unparalleled masculinity and temptation.

On the large smooth and strong bronze chest muscles, there was still a faint red blood oozing out. Jiang Lan realized that this was not an old scar, but a new injury.

"Why didn't you wear medicine and bandage?" Jiang Lan was very anxious, it was easy to get infected on such a hot day.

Yan Zhan looked up and saw her small face full of concern, and her big eyes were full of worry. He looked down at the blood that was oozing out from his chest, and said indifferently, "It's just a small injury, it doesn't matter."

"No, I'll get you medicine." Jiang Lan turned around and was about to leave.

"No," Yan Zhan grabbed her hand, "I have medicine here." He pointed to the back of the stone, and there really was a small medicine bottle, which he threw into the crack of the stone.

"I'll give you medicine, be careful when it's hot." Jiang Lan raised his face. Bend over to pick up the medicine bottle.

Jiang Lan stood in front of him and gave him medicine. Yan Zhan was really an unusually tall person. Sitting on a stone, Jiang Lan could maintain a normal posture to give him medicine without any effort.

She carefully scatters the powder on the wounds. These wounds don't look deep, but they are numerous, including on the chest and arms, except for these bleeding wounds. There are also many white fine lines, too many to count, telling how the myth of the invincible generals of the Celestial Dynasty was created. It is a history of blood and tears. Others will only see the glory of victory. Who will know the pain behind the victory. Just like him today, after the great victory, he sat alone in a place where no one was there. Let the blood flow, calm and natural, accustomed to it.

Jiang Lan felt a little stuffy in her heart, and the medicine was ready, but her hand unconsciously caressed his old wound, with a little heartache. Have some pity.

The woman's soft white jade-like slender hands rested on the man's deep bronze chest, pure white and dark. Like flowers blooming in the dark night, enchanting and charming.

Yan Zhan's chest began to rise and fall, and there was a heavy breathing sound coming from the top of his head.

Jiang Lan suddenly realized that his behavior was inappropriate, and hurriedly wanted to withdraw his hand, but just moved his wrist. A large dark palm held her small hand, making her palm tightly against his heart.

The skin under the palms was hot like fire. The surging heartbeat sounded like thunder, as if the whole hand was shaking.

Jiang Lan raised his head, Yan Zhan was looking down at her intently, his eyes were so deep that he could not see the end, and it seemed that a deep vortex was slowly condensing. The face was well-defined, the facial features were carved like sharp knives, the eyebrows were cut like a knife, and the nose was sharp. He looked at her without blinking, his face was calm, but the scorching heat under his palms, the thunderous heartbeat in his ears, and the breath he exhaled were all like a distant mountain. Tell her how excited he is now.

She wanted to withdraw her hand, she wanted to walk away, but she stood there and couldn't move a step. His tightly held hand also refused her to leave.

"Yan..." Before she opened her mouth, her lips were covered by something hot and pliable. A large hot tongue pierced into her mouth, with a hot male breath on her face, she reflexively pushed it back. But the arms that came to embrace her were as strong as a rock

stone.

Yan Zhan hugged her tightly with one hand and firmly clasped the back of her head with the other. His fierce tongue brushed through every tooth as white as jade, licked the tender and delicate mouth one by one, and sucked the smooth lilac uvula. Give it a chance to dodge.

Jiang Lan's whole body was roasted by fire, and between his lips and teeth, and under his palms, there were billowing heat currents. The arms he embraced, his body that was close to him, and the scorching heat beneath him were all proclaiming his passion, overwhelming the sky and surging forward. , like a full-scale eruption of a volcano, like a tsunami.

No one in the world could stop Yan Zhan's embrace, Jiang Lan could only slowly relax his body and let him wreak havoc on her lips and teeth, and his fiery kiss became more and more lingering and domineering.

The broad palm swam on her back, then went around in front of her, snapped her waistband, and ripped open her shirt, revealing a fat body, carved like a beautiful jade, gradually appearing in front of his eyes.

Yan Zhan's eyes were hazy, he left her lips, moved down, and began to gnaw at her body, going to the snow peak to pick the most beautiful cherry blossoms in the world.

Jiang Lan pushed his head hard, his hands and feet trembling, "Stop, no...you'll be seen..." In broad daylight, if she wanted her to be naked, it would be better to let her die now.

Yan Zhan didn't speak, he picked her up and held her in his palm, then stood up to pick up the black cloak on the ground not far away.

Under the hood of the thick black cloak, both of them were shrouded in darkness, only the faint light through the gap allowed them to see each other.

He tore off his trousers, supported her in one hand, and wrapped her legs around his waist.

Jiang Lan hugged his neck, stabilized his body, and whispered in his ear, "Hurry up, let me down, let me down." Again, again, always, this hateful person. He stood, holding her in the air with one hand easily, so that she could not exert any strength without touching her feet, and let her hang on him like this.

"Don't let it go, I won't let it go." Yan Zhan buried his head in her neck, and the giant under him was ready to go.

"It hurts, you hurt people to death..." Jiang Lan was good at pinching him and resolutely refused. He was really terrible, thank you for not being sensitive, and I can't bear it.

Yan Zhan suddenly laughed softly and whispered in her ear, "I'll be gentle."

His hands fixed her body, and he exerted a slight force under him to let her slowly tolerate him. Unlike the first time, this time he was extremely patient. Little by little, he expanded the territory, sweating on his forehead. Down, it slid down her cheeks, drop by drop on her hand.

Jiang Lan pursed her lips, her body stiffened, her body instinctively contracted and squeezed, repelling the intrusion of foreign objects, trying to push it out, so close, she could even feel its slight beating.

It's like an encounter. After a fight, the two sides are stagnant, testing each other's bottom line and enduring each other.

But this is not an encounter, because Yan Zhan's endurance is limited.

As soon as he felt the softening of her body, he moved forward without hesitation. He is a general, and the best thing he can do in his life is to attack or attack.

As soon as he let go of his hands and feet, he was like a wild horse running away, controlling her body and doing whatever he wanted.

Jiang Lan put her head on his shoulder, closed her eyes and let him do anything wrong. This reckless man is savage and rude. He was against it and struggled, but why, her hands and feet couldn't help clinging to him tightly. body, and constantly encouraged him to continue. There was a desire in her body, which made her want to climb and surpass. Her fingernails pinched into his back, scratching red marks, she thought she must be crazy to have such a desire .

The heat wave was rolling and suffocating. Yan Zhan lifted the cloak and stuck out his body, but Jiang Lan quickly grabbed it with his hands, preventing the cloak from leaving his body and continuing to wrap it around her.

Yan Zhan carried her and walked on the gravel, looking for a suitable place, but it was really not a good place, he could only go back to the starting stone.

He sat on it, not letting the sharp stone rub against her body, but just pressed her body against him as hard as he could.

"Well...you...come out...it's too deep..." Jiang Lan felt suffocated for a while, as if he had passed through another layer and entered the body

Deeper in the body, I felt flustered and wanted to escape. Her white palm pressed against his wound, and a dark red slowly flowed out.

"No!" Yan Zhan didn't care about the cracking of the wound, he took her lips and swallowed all her cries.

For a long time, Jiang Lan suddenly hugged his body tightly, the stamens on her forehead trembled, the petals bloomed in layers, and the brilliance flickered. Her eyes were half-drooping, her eyes were blurred and charming, the magnificent red glow covered her cheeks, and her toes curled up uncomfortably. After the body was tense and twitched, it suddenly softened into a spring water.

Yan Zhan stopped his body, his eyes were dark, as if the flames of **** were burning, big drops of sweat fell from his forehead, the face of the rough British soldier was flushed with lust, his expression was full of hunger and thirst, and he was crazy. Generally, he moved violently, his muscles contorted, and then he raised his head and let out a low beast-like roar, his sturdy body stretched like a full moon crossbow, and his slightly twisted expression finally melted into the comfort and pleasure of releasing.

It was finally over, Jiang Lan grabbed the cloak and wrapped her body tightly, not showing a trace.

Yan Zhan stroked her sweaty hair, full of indescribable satisfaction in his heart, "Alan, you are so kind." He lowered his head and kissed her forehead. The blooming flower was so beautiful and so confusing. human spirit.

Good p, Jiang Lan rested her head on his shoulder, feeling depressed, this time is over, she has really become a scumbag, a real half-hearted person, and a person who doesn't want to face, look at what she did again What's up? Is she a bad woman who likes to fight in the field?

She is embarrassed. She doesn't want to live anymore. Come and destroy her with a thunderbolt.